How absolute the knave is! We must speak by the card, or equivocation will undo us. By the Lord, Horatio, this three years I have took note of it: the age is grown so pick’d that the toe of the peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier, he galls his kibe. How long hast thou been grave-maker?
    Hamlet in Shakespeare’s Hamlet 5.1.64

Eclipse patterns and eclipse notes.

Horoscopes for 8.3.2017

The Leo:

The Leo

The Leo

Good times, no? Not without some trials and tribulations, to sound a little trite, but that’s just how this goes. Here’s the deal: don’t get married to it.

I was trying to think of an easier, simpler way to say it. I don’t have that. For The Leo?

Don’t get married to it.

Not now, not this week. Great ideas. Court, spoon, date, pledge, suggest, coerce, if need be, but no, not getting married. The term, I chose it carefully, as “marriage,” despite modern indications otherwise, tends to be assumed as a permanent decision — which it is! So, my Leo suggested patter? This week? Don’t get married to it.

Or, in other words? Use a pencil. Not a pen. Ink is permanent. Pencil can be erased and adjusted as need be.

The Ruffian's Misfortune - Ray Wylie Hubbard

The Ruffian's Misfortune

Virgo:

Virgo

The Virgin

I was listening to a song by a Texas Troubadour, Scorpio, if you have to know. The lyric that caught? “All loose things end up and washed away.” The Virgo energies, these days? Careful. Carefully, now. Careful. If it isn’t tied down? It could end up washed away. What needs to be “Tied down?” What are the loose things that might get washed away?
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They say miracles are past, and we have our philosophical persons, to make modern and familiar, things supernatural and causeless.

Lafew in Shakespeare's Alls Well That Ends Well 2.3.1

    Jupiter 17 Libra/Pluto 17 Capricorn. That means?

Means the quote and the planets, or whatever they are calling Pluto this week, means it all is connected.

Horoscopes starting 7/27/2017

The Leo:

The Leo

The Leo

Birthday celebration, the birthday week, or the two months wherein we get to celebrate The Leo’s birthdays? Yes, I know, most signs get one month but for The Leo, we’ll do two, both July and August, and so, as long we’re all celebrating? Consider the influence of Mars, alongside the Sun, and the combined influences — in Leo Land. The question, the birthday riddle, inside the hustle and bustle, celebrations and breaking news items, is there a moment to pause long enough to consider where we’re going from here? Mars tends to be an active principal, while Mercury would indicate this is a time best suited for a more reflective pursuit. Leo is great. Take time for both. A moment’s worth of consideration — in the midst of the Mars Mayhem — a well–timed pause serves you best.

Pretend it’s one of those moments wherein you’re waiting for the rest of us to acknowledge your greatness.

    Always a good time for a theatrical pause.

Virgo:

Virgo

The Virgin

I tend to think about elements, like what’s in your Virgo chart at the moment, I tend to think about these energies as “Lapses in judgement.” I’m Sagittarius — as you well know — I’m prone to these kind of behaviors on an alarmingly regular basis. What I’m warning you about? The exact phrase?
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    “How green you are and fresh in this old world!”
    Cardinal Pandulph in
    Shakespeare’s King John (3.4.145)

Officially, the Sun moves into Leo July 22, 2017 at 10:15 AM.

Horoscopes for 7.20.2017

The Leo:

The Leo

The Leo

It’s called a “Train wreck,” because that’s kind of how this feels. Mars and the Sun are near perfectly aligned for a few days. The problem I have is that a number of people call this “bad,” and while it might not be great, as this shifts into Leo, the majestic, most royal sign? There’s a sense of grandiose, maybe just broad and sweeping gestures that affect a “royal persona,” as befits The Leo.

A Leo sidled up to me, “Can I talk to you?” Inquiring about a professional consultation. I nodded “Yes,” turned my back and sat down. “What’s your birthday?” A very forward Leo birthday came back. I slid out of my chair and onto the ground, on my knees.

The Leo demurred, “You don’t need to do that.” Smile. Oh, but I do. I know my Leo, love me my Leo. A simple genuflection like that? Goes a long way to making this a better situation. Herein is our weekly problem, remember Mars? Me? I immediately pay homage to The Leo. My bet is that I’m the first, maybe the only one, to do so this week. With Mars where he is, in the Leo chart? If you don’t run into me, you have to give the rest of folks a chance to catch up and realize that a simple act of kindness — towards The Leo — that simple act will make all of this much smoother, you know, Mars and all. If it’s not me? If they don’t acknowledge your regal presence right away? Wait for it. Try to do so without too much toe-tapping and loud Leo eye–rolling.

Virgo:

Virgo

The Virgin

In the early days, even before there was You Tube, Snap Chat, and so forth? There was a series of Life Hack videos that were a precursor to all of what’s on now. I recall one, in particular as this recycled recently, it was about how to fold a shirt. Like, how to fold a T-Shirt, so the garment would not appear wrinkled. One Virgo suggested I was always like an “Unmade bed,” to her. So the quick “Life Hack” video showed how to fold a T-shirt in three simple steps. I’ve added a fourth a step. Virgo: Pay Attention. With my idea? Might not need the other three steps.
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    That wishing well had not a body in’t,
    Which might be felt, that we, the poorer born,
    Whose baser stars do shut us up in wishes,
    Helena in Shakespeare’s Alls Well That Ends Well 1.1.98-100

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Austin, this weekend!

Horoscopes starting 7.13.2017

Cancer:

The Crab - the Moonchild

The Crab

Instead of wrestling with the demons? Get all cozy with them. Mars makes nice with the Sun, third quarter moon, makes some Lunar Affected signs disorderly, and there’s always that sense that there’s something just around the corner. Up ahead, not quite here, yet. Back to the sign of the Crab? Happy birthday, as there’s one left. With that's out of the way? There’s a single, easy way to make this week’s weirdness work. Get cozy with your demons. I know you have some, creatures that lurk just below the conscious mind’s cognitive skill sets. Beastly, possibly demonic–looking, but not always nearly as harmful as one would have us believe, am I right? Invite those demons in, or over, and maybe make them a nice cup of calming tea. Chamomile comes to mind, and for some of those demons? Add a hefty shot of bourbon to the tea. “Wow, this is good,” the wee beastie says, “I’ll just take a short nap,” and the critter passes out. See how this worked?

I have to assume that you’re more than passing familiar with your demons. If it’s an alcoholic demon, maybe not putting the bourbon in the tea is the secret. Just shows that we have to adjust this remedy on a case–by–case basis, but you do understand, the basic solution is to get comfy with those demons.

The Leo:

The Leo

The Leo

One of my stranger affectations in that I have no indoor plants. No little houseplants, no ferns, no flowering pots, no, I don’t have any plants indoors. For a reason, you know? I mean, part of this is from living in a trailer for so long, but part of it is merely because I can, at times, be gone for weeks at a time. Other times, I might be home for months, but then, I get called out of town, and all I have to do is set the alarm then lock the door. When I’m not there? No living critters in the house.
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Madness in great ones must not unwatch’d go.
King Claudius in Shakespeare’s Hamlet 3.1.158

Horoscopes starting 7.6.2017

Cancer:

The Crab - the Moonchild

The Crab

Some days, I feel badly for my fishing buddies. In this one example, it was kind of a rough day on the water. The bay was churned up from a recent weather front, and while that made for cool conditions, a stiff but errant and unpredictable breeze added some chop to the waters. Stiff north wind, and we were working in a spot that faced into that north wind. Heavy weights and lots of live bait? Worked well enough for me, as I’m sure there are some pictures on the web someplace. We anchored, facing a small creek, or creek–like feature that was draining into the bay with the outgoing tide. A school of Reds was feeding off whatever was draining into the bay, at that spot. I’d sail a piece of bait up there, watch the current pull the line a bit, and then, “Wham!” Fish on! My buddy in the back of the boat was catching nothing. I swapped positions, after my third keeper, hoping to help his luck. No luck. Exact same bait. Exact same tackle set–up. Exact same position. Nothing. He was even landing his bait in the very place where I was catching fish after fish.

Luck is funny like that. This birthday week in Cancer? I wonder if you are lucky like me, or ill–fated like my buddy. I’m thinking, birthdays and all? Luck is on your side. Like me.

The Leo:

The Leo

The Leo

July 10, 5:37 AM, more or less, as some of these are approximate times, but that’s about the time when the Moon opposes Mercury. Mercury, in Leo, and the Moon, in Aquarius. There are other influences, as well, but that one seemed most significant. “This is an opposition, so it’s bad, right?”

No.
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    “I sat upon the shore
    Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
    Shall I at least set my lands in order?”
    Excerpt From: T. S. Eliot. “The Waste Land.” 424~
    But take the High’st to witness. Then pray you tell me,
    If I should swear by Jove’s great attributes
    I lov’d you dearly, would you believe my oaths
    When I did love you ill? This has no holding,
    To swear by Him whom I protest to love
    That I will work against Him; therefore your oaths
    Are words and poor conditions, but unseal’d—
    At least in my opinion.
    Diana in Shakespeare’s All’s Well That Ends Well 4.2.24~

Horoscopes starting 6/29/2017

Cancer:

The Crab - the Moonchild

The Crab

The bumpersticker read, “Lab Mom.” Pause. think about how I would take that — I’m not a dog person. My first instinct? “Cool! A mom built in a laboratory! How perfect can that be?” SUV, highway into Austin, yeah, probably not a mom built in lab, probably not a lab mom like I was thinking.

Bummer, dude. That would be so totally cool. A mom built to order. There’s a certain kind of misunderstanding, and not uncommon at the moment, not in the sign of the Moon Child.

“So Mercury is Retrograde?”

No, that’s not it. I made it abundantly clear that I read a bumpersticker and I inferred one meaning, based upon available evidence. Clear, possible, and upon further reflection, probably wrong. Still, it could be the case. I doubt it. I would suppose, upon further rumination, that it probably means a dog–owner who has a Labrador, or Labrador mix four–legged companion. That’s probably what is really implied with the bumper sticker. Still, I liked my version better, a vat–grown, hybrid machine with more skills than the regular, old-fashioned mom. How cool would that be.

“It’s a new model, a Lab Mom, made her myself.”

Perfect birthday gift?

The Leo:

The Leo

The Leo

It’s life–lesson time. I was holding a bag of lemons, I just picked up at the grocery store. I pulled open the bag, and showed it to a friend. “Life lesson,” I said, “when life gives you lemons, you do what?” He looked at me. “Give them back?”

No. No, no, no, I am so disappointed.

When life gives you lemons, what does The Leo do?
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